As My Guitar Lies Bleeding In My Arms...

Esta musica acompanha-me à vários anos...faz parte do primeiro CD que a minha mãe me comprou quando miúda...These Days, dos Bon Jovi...ainda hoje é dos meus CD's preferidos...aquelas musicas que tocam tão cá dentro, que mexem com os sentimentos...esta em especial, pela letra, pela melodia, pelo sentimento que a acompanha, sentimento esse que tantas vezes partilhei com Mr. John Bon Jovi, que tantas vezes chorei, desesperei, amargurei...que quase me levou a loucura, que quase me fez acabar com a minha vida...se hoje só restam resquicios desse sentimento que nem sei descrever...talvez uma falta imensa, uma solidão profunda agravada pelo meu isolamento...uma vontade imensa de fugir, de desaparecer, de acabar com toda a dor sufocante que me apertava o peito...mas são fragmentos que nunca vão desaparecer, como destroços de uma batalha comigo mesma...uma batalha travada todos os dias para que a força de viver suplante o lado negro da minha alma...

Bon Jovi - My Guitar Lies Bleeding In My Arms

Misery likes company, I like the way that sounds
I've been trying to find the meaning, so I can write it down
Staring out the window, it's such a long way down
I'd like to jump, but I'm afraid to hit the ground

I can't write a love song the way I feel today
I can't sing no song of hope, I got nothing to say
Life is feeling kind of strange, since you went away
I sing this song to wherever you are,
As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms

I'm tired of watching TV, it makes me want to scream
Outside the world is burning, man it's so hard to believe
Each day you know you're dying from the cradle to the grave
I get so numb sometimes, that I can't feel the pain

I can't write a love song the way I feel today
I can't sing no song of hope, I got nothing to say
Life is feeling kind of strange, since you went away
I sing this song to wherever you are,
As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms

Staring at the paper, I don't know what to write
I'll have my last cigarette-well, turn out the lights
Maybe tomorrow I'll feel a different way
But here is my delusion, I don't know what to say

I can't write a love song the way I feel today
I can't sing no song of hope, I got nothing to say
And I can't fight the feelings, that are burning in my veins
I send this song to wherever you are,
As my guitar lies bleeding

I can't write a love song the way I feel today
I can't sing no song of hope, There's no one left to save
And I can't fight the feelings, buried in my brains
I send this song to wherever you are,
As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms
As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms
As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms